[nfbmi-talk] 12 days of rehab

[Fred Wurtzel]

The 12 Days of Rehab

By: John Weidlich

Here is a silly song I wrote that I hope you might find amusing.  

It can be

sung roughly to the melody of the Twelve Days of Christmas.

John .

The Twelve Days of Rehab

Intro: The first time I called Rehab, they told me I would need An eye exam
to see what I could see.

The next time I called rehab, they assigned to me A friendly rehab
counselor, and here's what she gave to me.

On the first rehab visit my counselor gave to me, a white cane because I
can't see.

2.  On the second rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, Lots of paper work
And a white cane because I can't see.

3.  On the third rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, Hand-held magnifiers,
Lots of paper work And a white cane because I can't see.

4.  On the fourth rehab visit my counselor gave to me, Talking clocks and
watches, hand-held magnifiers, lots of paper work And a white cane because I
can't see.

5.  On the fifth rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, A CCTV, talking
clocks and watches, hand-held magnifiers, lots of paperwork And a white cane
because I can't see.

6.  On the sixth rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, A golden lab
a-barking, all that other stuff And a white cane because I can't see.

7.  On the seventh rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, A new computer
talking, all that other stuff And a white cane because I can't see.

8.  On the eighth rehab visit, my counselor gave to me, Braille and cooking
lessons, all that other stuff And a white cane because I

 

can't see.

9.  On the ninth rehab visit my counselor gave to me, A Victor Stream
downloading, all that other stuff And a white cane because I

 

can't see.

10.  On the tenth rehab visit my counselor gave to me, A Braille embosser
brailling, all that other stuff And a white cane because I can't see.

11.  On the eleventh rehab visit my counselor gave to me, college courses
for taking, all that other stuff And a white cane because I can't see.

12.  On the twelfth rehab visit my counselor said to me, "Your case is
closed," but there's no job for me.

But that's ok, because I still got to keep the college courses, the Braille
embosser, the Victor Stream, the Braille and cooking lessons, the talking
computer, the guide dog, the CCTV, the talking clock and watch, the
hand-held magnifier, the paperwork and-the white cane because I can't see.

Merry Christmas